time waits for noone,
i don't care.
i hear of how i must worry
and hurry
and stuff my life down quickly
instead of savoring it.
i hear of how it is getting later
later than you think.
i like to stay up late.
darkness only bothers me
if there is no light to follow it.
i thought of all this
while i made dinner.
while i folded clothes.
while i picked up after everyone.
one thing kept running through my mind:
this is my life.
i will chew slowly.
i will not fear the plate will be removed
before i am finished.
i will not get indigestion
and will not get sick
because of other's expectations.
even if my life isn't a banquet.
it is enough for me.
by Tamarion 3-22-99